Minor differences in the oringinal Neil Young version:

My life's an open book - read it on the radio.
We've got nowhere to hide, we've got nowhere to go,
But if you still decide
You want to take a ride,

CHORUS: Meet me at the wrecking ball, wrecking ball,
Wear something pretty and white
And we'll go dancing tonight
Meet me at the wrecking ball, wrecking ball,
Wear something pretty and white
And we'll go dancing tonight

I see your smoky eyes right across the bar.
I've seen that look before, shining from star to star.
Though I can't take that chance,
If you've got time for one dance. CHORUS.

The restless line of cars goes stretching down the road,
But I won't telephone 'cause you might say hello.
What is it makes me feel this way?
What is it makes me want to say: CHORUS.